| Song | Vision Of Degradation |
| Artist | Darkane |
| Album | Layers of Lies |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ideberg, Wildoer | |
| Born in filth, with no future in sight | |
| Living of nothing | |
| What chances for survival exists? Is this the way to live? | |
| Death is a choice | |
| Walk among zombies of everyday life | |
| Each day is a war against starvation | |
| Leftovers is the bliss of the day | |
| Hail the god of transparent life | |
| Hail the god that rules the weak | |
| Hail the god, see through the waste | |
| Hail the god, degradation is the way | |
| Razor void crumbles inside | |
| Curves flatter the spine | |
| The surrounding people express their hate | |
| No warmth, no compassion | |
| A never-ending battle each day | |
| Enslaved, compiled, degraded | |
| Empowered by the paper thin ruler | |
| Hail thee for no demise | |
| The god of transparent living | |
| Takes away all visions of life | |
| [Lead: Ideberg] | |
| Chemical indulgence | |
| Master of all misery | |
| Imprisoned by the lord of deceit | |
| Entwined in a world of chaos | |
| Enslaved, compiled, degraded | |
| Death is a choice | |
| Hail thee for no demise | |
| Leftovers is the bliss of the day |
| zuo ci : Ideberg, Wildoer | |
| Born in filth, with no future in sight | |
| Living of nothing | |
| What chances for survival exists? Is this the way to live? | |
| Death is a choice | |
| Walk among zombies of everyday life | |
| Each day is a war against starvation | |
| Leftovers is the bliss of the day | |
| Hail the god of transparent life | |
| Hail the god that rules the weak | |
| Hail the god, see through the waste | |
| Hail the god, degradation is the way | |
| Razor void crumbles inside | |
| Curves flatter the spine | |
| The surrounding people express their hate | |
| No warmth, no compassion | |
| A neverending battle each day | |
| Enslaved, compiled, degraded | |
| Empowered by the paper thin ruler | |
| Hail thee for no demise | |
| The god of transparent living | |
| Takes away all visions of life | |
| Lead: Ideberg | |
| Chemical indulgence | |
| Master of all misery | |
| Imprisoned by the lord of deceit | |
| Entwined in a world of chaos | |
| Enslaved, compiled, degraded | |
| Death is a choice | |
| Hail thee for no demise | |
| Leftovers is the bliss of the day |
| zuò cí : Ideberg, Wildoer | |
| Born in filth, with no future in sight | |
| Living of nothing | |
| What chances for survival exists? Is this the way to live? | |
| Death is a choice | |
| Walk among zombies of everyday life | |
| Each day is a war against starvation | |
| Leftovers is the bliss of the day | |
| Hail the god of transparent life | |
| Hail the god that rules the weak | |
| Hail the god, see through the waste | |
| Hail the god, degradation is the way | |
| Razor void crumbles inside | |
| Curves flatter the spine | |
| The surrounding people express their hate | |
| No warmth, no compassion | |
| A neverending battle each day | |
| Enslaved, compiled, degraded | |
| Empowered by the paper thin ruler | |
| Hail thee for no demise | |
| The god of transparent living | |
| Takes away all visions of life | |
| Lead: Ideberg | |
| Chemical indulgence | |
| Master of all misery | |
| Imprisoned by the lord of deceit | |
| Entwined in a world of chaos | |
| Enslaved, compiled, degraded | |
| Death is a choice | |
| Hail thee for no demise | |
| Leftovers is the bliss of the day |